Tamer: I build my home on the back of Xuanwu

"That's good." Mu Liang smiled slightly.

"..." Mia's pupils dilated, and Mu Liang's smile just now appeared in her mind.

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Bu Wei'er walked over quickly, and saluted with a smile on her face: "Your Excellency, the city lord, didn't give any notice in advance, so it's too late to welcome you."

Mu Liang smiled, raised his hand and tapped Bu Wei'er's head lightly: "Then next time I tell you to greet me with three bows and nine kowtows?"

Bu Wei'er's expression froze, and she resumed her smile and said, "If the Lord City Master wants to, it's not impossible."

She was about to kneel down.

"Just kidding, your relationship with me doesn't need to be like this."

Mu Liang raised his hand to support Bu Wei'er's shoulder.

Bouvier stood up and asked jokingly, "What's the matter?"

Mu Liang raised his hand and flicked Bu Wei'er's forehead, and said with a smile: "The relationship between superiors and subordinates."

"It's a pity..." Bouvier raised her slender eyebrows slightly, showing regret on her face.

"What a pity?" Li Yue asked coldly.

"It's nothing."

Bouvier smiled slightly.

She looked at Mu Liang and asked, "My lord, why are you here this time?"

Mu Liangping said peacefully: "Come and see, to understand the progress of the renovation."

Bouvier shook her head and explained: "There are still too few workers, and the renovation progress is not fast."

The renovation progress of the commercial area is slower than that of the residential area. In the final analysis, there is still a lack of manpower.

Mu Liang turned his head and asked, "Is there a solution?"

Bouvier nodded, and said crisply: "Yes, I'm planning to recruit people outside."

"Recruit people from Salon City?" Mu Liang frowned slightly.

Bouvier vowed: "Yes, as long as 1000 people are recruited, all the renovations can be completed within half a month."

Mu Liang thought for a while, nodded slowly and said, "Yes, you can arrange it."

"Yes." Bouvier agreed.

Mu Liangping asked in a harmonious voice, "Did you encounter any difficulties during the decoration process?"

Bouvier said crisply: "Not yet, I can solve some minor problems."

"Well, that's good." Mu Liang nodded in satisfaction.

He took a bad look at the surrounding environment and didn't see a trace of greenery, so he hurriedly said: "It's time for the greening work to start."

"Some people have brought the seedlings from Xuanwu City, and the greening work will start soon." Bouvier responded.

"Well, tell me after all the seedlings are planted." Mu Liang instructed.

The city within the city was too far away from the tree of life, and after the seedlings were planted, he had to do the job of spawning them himself.

"Okay." Bouvier agreed.

"Go get busy, I'm going back." Mu Liang said indifferently.

Bu Wei'er bent her knees slightly, and said with a light smile, "Congratulations, Lord City Master???"

Mu Liang and the others boarded the Moon Wolf Beast Chariot, flew out of the city within the city, and headed for Xuanwu City.

More than ten minutes later, the moon wolf beast vehicle landed directly on the high ground, saving a lot of time on the road.

Li Yue got off the car, turned her head and said softly, "Mu Liang, I'd better take Xiao Yu when I go out in the future."

"Xiaoyu is too big, but I can build a spaceship for transportation." Mu Liang thoughtfully.

After the Fire Feather Eagle evolved to the ninth level, its body became too huge.

He had an idea in his mind, and planned to make his own spaceship, which he planned to hand over to Jia Luo to do it.

Mu Liang turned his head and said, "Go and call Jia Luo."

"Okay." Li Yue replied, turned around and walked towards the seventh floor of the high ground.

Mu Liang paused when he took a step, then turned his head and said, "Go and do your work, I won't go out today."

"Okay." Mia nodded obediently, and was planning to find her sister.

Mu Liang returned to the study of the palace, and not long after sitting down, Yue Qinlan came, holding a thick stack of red paper in her arms.

"Knock knock knock???"

Yue Qinlan knocked on the door of the study, and only after receiving Mu Liang's voice of consent, opened the door and walked into the study.

"What's the matter?" Mu Liang raised his eyes and asked.

Yue Qinlan came to sit next to Mu Liang, motioned for the paper she brought, and said gracefully to 630: "The first batch of invitation letters have been made, let me show you."

"Who is on the list?" Mu Liang picked up an invitation letter.

The cover of the invitation was beautifully printed in red. One side of the fold was a few lines of small print, and the other side was the list of auction items, listing several important items.

Yue Qinlan reported on her work: "The royal family and nobles of the Haiting Kingdom have been invited, as well as most of the rich merchants, and the nobles from neighboring kingdoms will also be invited." Mu Liang reminded: "Well, the more people the better. , but the purchasing power also needs to be strong.”

"Don't worry, the people I invite are all from rich families." Yue Qinlan raised the corners of her lips and said.

"You still understand me." Mu Liang laughed dumbly.

Only the "rich people" who come can help raise the price of the lot and let him earn more Warcraft crystals.

Inviting nobles and wealthy businessmen from other kingdoms to come has another purpose, which is to promote Xuanwu City, so that they can see the beauty of Xuanwu City with their own eyes, thereby facilitating large-scale transactions.Yue Qinlan rolled up her temple hair and said elegantly, "Of course."

"Do you want to make a movie?" Mu Liang suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Yue Qinlan froze for a moment, her pretty face flushed slightly.

Mu Liang held her hand, his eyes flickered: "You and I..."

"...I don't." Yue Qinlan's face turned pale.

ps: [1 update]: The second update of the positive code. .

1348: People who can't afford to mess with. (2 more)

Salon City, inside the palace.

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Mette strode towards the main hall, holding a piece of red cardboard in his hand.

He walked into the main hall and saw his father and the Marquis of Buren talking about something.

The king said earnestly: "Berlen, if you can pay ten times more taxes every year, I will raise your title and make you a duke."

"Your Majesty, ten times is too much." Bo Lun said with a sullen face.

Although he really wanted to be a duke, if he paid ten times more taxes, his life would not be as happy as when he was a marquis.

"Think about it carefully." The king said in a deep voice.

Now that the national income is getting less and less, we can only find ways to increase taxes from the nobles.

In addition, he has recently spent a lot of money, and it is all because the things in Xuanwu City are so good that once he buys them, he can't hold them back.

"...Yes." Bo Lun gritted his teeth and nodded.

In his opinion, the king is not discussing with him, but giving orders. The title of duke sounds beautiful, but it is actually a hot potato.

He looked up at the sound of footsteps and saw Mette.

"The Second Prince is here, so I'll go back first." Bo Lun quickly stood up and said.

The king glanced at Mette, then turned to Bo Lun and said indifferently: "Well, go back and think about it, and give me an answer tomorrow.

"Yes." Bo Lun's face froze, and he sighed and walked out.

When passing by Mette, he nodded perfunctorily and left the main hall.

Met walked forward, frowning and asked: "Father wants to promote Buren to Duke?"

"Well, I have this plan." The king lowered his eyes and nodded.

Mette looked at his father and said, "He didn't make any great contribution to Haiting Kingdom, and if he was promoted to Duke like this, the people will not accept it."

"It doesn't matter." The king shook his head.

He changed the subject and asked, "What's the matter with you here?"

Mette opened her mouth, sighed in her heart, and continued to ask questions about the title.

He stretched out his hand and handed out the red invitation card, explaining: "The invitation card was sent from Xuanwu City."

"Invitation?" The king took the invitation in doubt, and opened it to look at the contents.

He read out the contents of the invitation post softly: "We sincerely invite you to participate in the auction in half a month's time oo...々V."

He widened his eyes as he chanted, and his waist, which was leaning against the back of the chair, straightened up immediately.

The king exclaimed in shock: "Advanced offensive and defensive magic tools, magic stones, potions..."

"Is father going?" Metter asked.

The king nodded with burning eyes, "Of course, so many good things must be photographed."

Mette nodded lightly, and sighed, "I never thought that Xuanwu City would put the Sorcerer's Stone up for auction."

The king put down the invitation letter and leaned back: "Yes, the Sorcerer's Stone is so rare that Xuanwu City is willing to auction it."

As the king of Haiting Kingdom, there is only one Sorcerer's Stone, which shows how rare it is.

Mette's eyes flickered, and she said in a low voice, "This Philosopher's Stone, the Magician's Association will not let it go."

"Naturally." The king's eyes flickered.

The Association of Magicians originally relied on the Philosopher's Stone to help people test their spirituality, and then took this opportunity to find good seedlings and continuously strengthen themselves.

For the Association of Wizards, the more Philosopher's Stones, the better.

Mette said with a serious face: "Father, I also inquired about another piece of news. The invitation was not only sent to our Haiting Kingdom, but also to several other neighboring kingdoms."

"Is it true?" The king looked serious.

"Yes." Mette's expression became serious.

"Then this auction will be very intense." The king snorted coldly, his fingers twitching lightly, tapping the armrest of the seat rhythmically.

He knew the surrounding kingdoms well, and they were very interested in high-end magic equipment. He could foresee how fierce the competition would be when the auction started.

Meite said in a deep voice: "I can only prepare more gold coins and Warcraft crystals."

"Then increase the tax amount." The king wrote lightly.

"Father, this will lose the hearts of the people." Mette said in shock.

"How could it be?" the king said indifferently.

Mette said with a serious face: "Father, those ordinary people will definitely be dissatisfied with the increase in the amount of taxes, and they will rise up to make trouble... This is not an example, it is recorded in the book."

The king's eyes flickered slightly, and after pondering for a long time, he raised his eyes and said, "Then let's talk."

"Father, you must not raise taxes." Mette begged.

The king glanced at Mette and said calmly, "When you sit in my position, you will understand my plan."

Mette lowered her head and said in a serious tone: "Father was joking, you can still manage Haiting Kingdom for more than a hundred years."

The king waved his hand and sighed: "No, I'm tired too. When you and Kebbins are more stable, it's time to consider passing the throne."

"Father!" Mette raised her head sharply.

"I'm fine." The king smiled lightly.

Mate wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the informant.

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The guard knight walked into the main hall and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, great magician Yueyi is asking to see you."